Delphine Orphan Black Novels & Stories

But this sh*tsack is talking about killing Hesper…’ Delphine was just a young lady who had been spoiled all her life. She had never been exposed to such a deed. [Unknown number: Just answer the question. To cooperate or not to cooperate. You’ll only get one window to achieve that, so take it or leave it.] Looking at the texts on the screen, Delphine bit her lips.

“No, you do not.” “What about me?” Natasha asked, breaking the tension. Delphine dragged her stare from my face and did the same perusal of Natasha’s body as she had with Jada and me. A quiet hum left her lips after a couple seconds. “That’s interesting. Yours is similar to Lilac’s, only it’s not grief that’s clouding your aura. Huh, I wonder what that is. It’s not black, but almost—almost grey? It’s like a mist or fog.” She leaned in, concentrating. “It keeps swirling. I can’t make out what’s underneath. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think it’s hiding—”

His obsidian eyes seemed to miss nothing, and his dark hair fell in artful disarray. Luca was known as the "Whisper." He was a master of stealth and subterfuge, able to move in and out of the shadows without a trace. His quiet demeanor and deadly precision had earned him the nickname. He was the clandestine operative for the Bianchi Shadows, a secretive and mysterious gang known for their covert operations and manipulation of information.

What does she really want? ‘I’m happy to stay in our wolf form but I’ll let you talk.’ Saph added, finally snapping me out of the thoughts as we walked over to this shell of a person. “What do you want now, you’ve lost, and I want nothing more to do with you.” I snapped at Delphine, who looked upon closer inspection so much worse than I thought. Her face and arms were black with the skin extremely wrinkled, her hair had been burnt off apart from a few random clumps here and there. The clothes she had been wearing had scorch marks in places and massive holes in others revelling more burnt skin.

my only mother. Now we were at the verge of the forest, the stranger I now know as Damian held me tightly to his chest. At the top most part of the house stood a silhouette of a well built man behind the dimly lit window. He grinned from ear to ear as he pulled the fraying figure of a woman to the window by her hair. She cried in pain.

Just based on that, Benjamin would not make things too difficult for her, and she could use Elizabeth to deal with Amanda. It would be a win-win situation for Delphine. "Then she was your son’s ex-girlfriend?" Elizabeth gasped. Delphine nodded. "They had a relationship, but later, she got pregnant—though we don’t know whose child it was—she was locked up by Evelyn, then escaped. Now, she’s back with a new face." "What?" Elizabeth and Jennifer were both stunned. Jennifer asked in shock, "She was pregnant?"

It hit like a tidal wave, dragging me under all over again. I forced myself to stand, weak and shivering. As I turned toward the mirror, something caught my eye, just for a moment. My wolf was there, but not like any I’d ever seen, she was massive, jet black, darker than night, darker than death itself. Her eyes burned like fire, vivid orange flames dancing in a soulless void. I screamed and stumbled backward, crashing to the floor, my heart pounding like war drums. When I dared to look again, she was gone. Only my own reflection stared back, shaken. What are you? I thought, clutching my chest.

Holding a baby with a black birthmark on his forehead at the edge of the cliff. "I saw it..." Black tears were flowing through her angelic face. "I saw.. it...this child." She pointed a black dagger made up of her blood to her son's face. "Rean! put my son down!!" A sudden thunder has struck the woman, lighting up the whole place. Kepler grins. His son was growing way too far from his grip. The other team has lightened up the torch with the red smoke, Alkhun lighted up the torch with black smoke...

"It will be if only we don't play the card well. I'll disguise myself to be your boss's wife, then I'll convince your parents I'll be offering you a new apartment. What do you think?" Delilah was speechless. She made no comment. "Don't worry, we'll talk about this some other time. Come on, they're lots of customers tonight." Delilah took off her cloth, leaving the stripe bra and panties on. She walked majestically to the club, climbing on the stage to dance. She was so flexible that she could move her body, split and make dirty moves on the bar pole. While she was dancing, there were lots of eyes staring at her, but there was this very eyes that wasn't just staring at her, he was studying he

After finding out that I'm the illegitimate daughter of the richest man in town, Frank Gibson, I excitedly rush over to meet my biological father. But the moment I arrive at his mansion, I discover that 98 other illegitimate daughters are already lined up to claim him as their father. It turns out Frank's only son has died, and he now needs an heir for his trillion-dollar fortune. So, he gathers all his illegitimate daughters and plans to choose the strongest candidate through a competition. I know I don't stand a chance against the others. Just as I hang my head in disappointment and prepare to leave, a line of text suddenly appears before my eyes. "Don't go, darling! It's your mom. I